thoughts take their turn
as my face turns to meet your imagined gaze
and my body moves to be caressed by your imagined hands
as your imagined breath meets mine
as your presence stills my heart
your sweet lips lightly touch upon my cheek
i turn, as turning towards you
is all that i can do.
you, sending pleasure
up & across
the meridian of my body, my soul
i arch my back as my mind drifts
sweetly, in and out
of this subtle but
image source: 028-ohlsson (i do hope this lovely image does not offend anyone. i have wanted to use it for a long time. i love it, and felt it a perfect match for my words)...